My Daddys Point Of View 15
My Daddys Point Of View 15
Don't you just love mornings?
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Claim your big prize
Soft all over
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Have you met perfection?
I have my methods, daddy
A match made in throat fuck heaven
No fear of the monster
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
I need a taste to be convinced